I saw a writing prompt that asked, “what love has…”
I decided to go in another direction and posed my own question: “What love is…”
*It’s the silent tear of a widow looking through a rain-specked window
*It’s the searching hoot of an owl missing its companion
*It’s the haunting song of a whippoorwill on a cloudless night
*It’s the flickering smile of memory on the face of an elder
*It’s the glint in the eye of a person standing by the terminal waiting for your sudden appearance
*It’s the giggle of a newborn, the sigh of the lovelorn, and the fading grin of those who live without it.